| In a barber's shop in Porthcawl sat Stew and Cenfig, their faces hidden by a couple of old copies of Auto Swap magazine. "Well, it was a good idea. I suppose it just wasn't meant to be", Cenfig mused. "A lot of hard work and for what? Nothing!" Stew retorted. "I went to all that trouble - taking a nurse's outfit to Cefn Coed so that Spaniel could escape unnoticed and giving him the opportunity to commit eight murders for us - and he goes and makes a total mess of it." "At least I managed to do away with him as he was trying to get off the floor yesterday. Just as well I was carrying that bit of lead piping around with me. And without him, there's nothing to tie us in to what's been going on." Cenfig smiled ruefully. "But just think", he said. "If Spaniel had done what he was supposed to we could have easily persuaded the rest of Ystranglus band to join us at Ystranglyfera and we would have been that much closer to recreating the glory days. "Hey! Less of the 'we'", Stew replied. The only people who know of my involvement with Ystranglyfera band are you, me and the taxman. But you're right. We'll just have to think of a more cunning plan next time"...... |